Life As A Slave (1D FanFiction)

The Truth Is Discovered

-----Isabel's POV----

I flicked Erin's bed sheet up and onto the top of her bed. I'm looking for her torch so that I could read in the dark. I have a new book and it's like a horror romance sort of thing, I don't know but I hope both or one of them dies in the end. They're stuck in this haunted asylum and they have to get out so that they you know, don't die. It's the classical horror story but I still want to read it.

Where is her torch? I moved my hand father under her bed trying to find the stupid piece of plastic. I felt something crunch in my hand when I grabbed it with my hand thinking it was the torch. I gasped and brought my hand back. I flipped more of the sheet up to get more light underneath the bed. I swear if it's a spider or something I'm going to kill someone.

I looked under the bed and to my surprise it's not a spider. It looks like pieces of paper that had been scrunched up into little balls. I hesitantly grabbed one, knowing that with Erin it could be ANYTHING. I slowly unwrapped the piece of paper not wanting it to tear. It had a bunch of words on it that were in small print. I didn't bother reading any of the words but pulled out all the other pieces of paper from under the bed. I unfolded them too and laid them down on the floor in front of me.

I picked up the one on the very left. I don't know what they are, they look like some sort of document of something. I started scanning the piece of paper looking for something to catch my attention, but to no avail nothing caught my attention so I put the piece of paper back down where I picked it up. Why would Erin hide this garbage underneath her bed? I picked up another piece of paper that this time was on the left.

I started scanning them again. Trying to find something that will catch my attention. I was about to give up until I read a familiar sequence of words. I, S, A, B, E, L, were all written in black and white. I read over them again and again waiting for the letters to change into something else but after a minute of staring at it, it still didn't change. I went back to the first piece of paper I looked at and looked at it again.

After scanning it more carefully I started recognising the words on the page. First it started talking about extra curriculum in high school and I instantly recognised them as mine, after that it started talking about my grades. My strengths and weaknesses in high school. It even said what locker number I had.

On the page next to that it talked about my house. It said the price, amount of rooms it had, how much electricity and water we used weekly and it had small section of my family members. I picked up the paper that was next to it and started reading it. It had my search history on it, I slowly put the piece of paper underneath my bed and picked up another. After about half an hour of reading all the collected information on it I had one more piece of paper to look at.

This one looked different compared to the others. It looked like the words written above the lines were filled in by hand but I didn't get a really good look at what was on it because I instantly started reading the words as soon as I picked it up.

'I will not to fall in love with Isabel Smith. I will not gain any emotional bond to Isabel Smith. Everything I do and say will be put towards the goal of getting any and all information out of Isabel smith. If I brake these rules I will be punished by Death penalty.

I Louis Tomlinson understand and accept the terms and agreements of this contract.

Louis Tomlinson 22/12/14

Name date

I felt my heart shatter at the last two lines at the bottom of the paper.

He signed it. He's been toying with me this entire fucking time. I grabbed the pieces of paper in front of me and started tearing them up. I kept on ripping them up like it was going to heal my heart break. Like maybe if I kept on taking out all my anger on these stupid pieces of paper all my feelings will be replaced by relief or happiness or any other feeling than the feeling I have now.

I threw all the pieces of paper on the ground and stood up of the ground. All I could see was red and I felt like I couldn't control the emotions running through my body. How dare he, I can't fucking believe him. Who does this? He's must be sick in the fucking head or something?

I was brought out of my thoughts by a mind numbing pain in my hand. I was brought back to reality with my fist stuck in the wall. Somehow in my angry blur I managed to punch a hole through the sandpaper you call a wall. For sandpaper it felt like a fucking bitch to punch. I stepped back and held my fist with my other hand as I cried. I fell back onto my bed. I could hear myself crying in third person but felt my pain in first. I couldn't properly focus on one thought in my head at a time. It was all muddled together.

I pushed myself of the bed with my calf muscles pressing against the bed and turned the lights off. I slowly walked back to my bed and crawled underneath the covers. I silently sobbed and held my hand. It hurt so badly but it was nothing like I felt emotionally.

I have to leave here. I have to escape. Will Erin come with me though. She's always been the daring type but this time I'm not so sure.

----Erin's POV---

I closed the doors to the library and started my walk back to my room. My first day of library duty wasn't too bad if I say so myself. After harry left, everything calmed down and it was actually a lot of fun. I opened the door and saw that the lights were off. I figured Isabel was sleeping so I didn't want to turn the light on and wake her up.

I got on my hands and knees and started searching for my pyjamas. I spread my arms out trying to find my pyjamas that I always left on the floor but instead I found something else. I'm not sure what it is through but it didn't feel harmful. I picked it up, it was small and thin, Ha sir's dick, I pushed back the joke in my head and continued inspecting the element in my hand. It felt crimpled and had a torn edges.

It finally clicked. I quickly stood and flicked the light switch on that was next to my door. I looked down at the shredded piece of contract in my hand and I turned around to Isabel's bed. She had her back turned from me and she looked like she was silently sobbing.

A/N Just when you thought you couldn't hate me anymore I make you want to kill me! Okay but yeah so now Isabel knows but does Erin? Until next chapter Vote and Comment, I'll ttyl and I still LOVE YOU.

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-Erin